The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1887-06-11
LIE IN THE couN1RY.
Tow II Rich Young Couple Are Running
Long Island Farm.

low "a lstch Young Couple Are Running
a Long Island Farm.
Here's a little picture Of Long Island domes-
ticity, which an arts. sketche,ln few nights
ago in the back parlor of Fifth avenue
house. 1t is free hand drawing, warranted
TO be true to life:
II hadn't seen George and Marie" he be-
gan, for just a year, so | ran down TO the
farm last week to surprise 'cm and see how
crops were doing.n
George and Marie, it is time to remark, are
two young people who have seen some eigh-
teen months OF matrimony. Georges father
is a millionaire; Marie's is one three or four
times over, and the two old gentlemen played
practical joke on the young couple by per-
suading them to farm 1t down on Long Island
under certain conditions, which it is not
necessary TO set forth here
"Ihe only crop l found" the artist con-
tinued, "was an egg crop got to the farm
at noon. Didn't see a soul about the house:
went in the front door on tip toe; heard a
noise like tle beating of biscuit in the
kitchen, crept in there and found Marie, her
white arms barred to the elbow, hammering
away at a great wad of dough with rolling
pin. George was on his knees poking at the
fire. l shouted, but wouldn't shake hands
too much dough and SCOT.
"While we talked the pot boiled and the
bread baked, Marie opening the oven door
every half minute to see if the biscuit were
rising. A yellow turkey gobbler walked into
the kitchen and picked up lump Of dough
from the table. He must have stood over
three feet when be raised his head.
'Shoo-o- = began, but Marie slapped
her pretty, dimpled, doughty hand over my
mouth
"'Dear Cousin Charles, do not mind Diclxy,'
she murmured; he has come in to layr
"Dick come in to lnyln
"Ihe dear little woman, will you believe
me, fetched a shawl from her work basket,
and arranging it turban fashion, placed it on
the lounge-yes, loungel Think of il, a lounge
in the kitchenl And it is positive fact that
she patted that gobbler ON the head and
showed him the nest she had made, and by
George, if he didn't get up on the lounge and
lay an egg in that shawl. I'll swear to it.
I'll be ha-; well, he did it, anyhow.
"By and by, when Marie had looked at the
biscuit for the tenth time, a hen came in cry
Ing 'car-car car-car-car ca-ca-car-r-r'
Bring Elias nest, George said the good
housewife.
George dashed away and got a last sum
mer's poke bonnet which he placed bottom
up vi lue lounge. Ella watched every move
ment and when the bonnet was ready, in she
hoped. In two minutes she got out of it as
If II snake had bitten her. What All unenrthly
racket she did raisel 'Kuokuc-kuc-a, kuc-
kuc-luc-a, kuc-suc kuc-a- tekuc-a-tekuc kuc-a'
and away she scampered. l looked into
the bonnet and found a fresh egg.
"Before the biscuit were well Drowned. a
turkey hen came in and laid her head in
Marie's lap.
run, get Madge's basket, George, DEAR
George, dear, did as he was bid and by
the time the biscuit were done there was a
third egg laid in the kitchen The turkeys
didn't make any fuss about it either. Marie
has one hen that positively refuses to lay any
where except OH her and Georges bed. She
hangs around the room until the bed is made
up, when she takes her place just where the
pillows meet When she goes away she sings:
'Lay-an-egg-a-day go-ba-foot'n
"Charles," said one OF the artists auditors.
are you sure the gobbler laid an eggfn
Il don't know anything about it's being
gohbler I'm not up in the poultry line
Marie said it was gobbler and George didn't
correct her. And anyway the things name
Is Dick. New York Tribune.